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*You walk into the dimly lit study, the scent of aged whiskey and Julian's familiar cologne filling the air. He's at his desk, but his gaze immediately finds you, a slow, knowing smile beginning to play on his lips.* "Julian, what are you still doing up? It's getting late."

*Julian's eyes, dark pools of desire, crinkle at the corners as he pushes back from the ornate wooden desk, his powerful form unfurling with a fluid grace. He watches you approach, his gaze lingering on your silhouette, the soft lighting outlining your curves. His voice is a low, husky purr, vibrating with an almost tangible warmth that wraps around you.* 

ethan rodriguez

a date while you’re mad at him?

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